Okay, so I just wanted to post something here to let anyone who may be interested in know what I want this site to do. It's just a place for a parent...or parents...to share stories.
For example. Last Friday there was a fire in west Hood River on Sunday that shutdown I-84 for quite some time. This normally wouldn't have been an issue except for the following:
1) I had left work early that day to drive with Rachel and Miles to The Dalles to visit her grandpa.
2) I purposely left my iPhone at home as to give my family my undivided attention (I'm easily distracted).
3) I knew it would be a quick trip...ha...and decided not to eat anything before we left the house.
Four hours later I was a raging, hungry mess that would make The Incredible Hulk a little skiddish. Miles, bless his soul, was doing his best to keep it together. But a 22-month-old hangs on by a very thin thread when he's been strapped in a five-point-harness for two hours with nothing to eat but a thin fruit bar. And that was the last of the food in the car besides a half-eaten box of Altoids. What's a stuck-in-traffic family to do? Luckily we had just bought a U-bake Hawaiian pizza. Miles took care of every slice of pineapple for the following hour and we ate a delicious Canadian Bacon pie for dinner. Miles announced that he was both "messy" and "greasy."
And if I had brought my phone I would've gotten the message from a fellow employee alerting me to the interstate shutdown.
Miles from Home
For example. Last Friday there was a fire in west Hood River on Sunday that shutdown I-84 for quite some time. This normally wouldn't have been an issue except for the following:
1) I had left work early that day to drive with Rachel and Miles to The Dalles to visit her grandpa.
2) I purposely left my iPhone at home as to give my family my undivided attention (I'm easily distracted).
3) I knew it would be a quick trip...ha...and decided not to eat anything before we left the house.
Four hours later I was a raging, hungry mess that would make The Incredible Hulk a little skiddish. Miles, bless his soul, was doing his best to keep it together. But a 22-month-old hangs on by a very thin thread when he's been strapped in a five-point-harness for two hours with nothing to eat but a thin fruit bar. And that was the last of the food in the car besides a half-eaten box of Altoids. What's a stuck-in-traffic family to do? Luckily we had just bought a U-bake Hawaiian pizza. Miles took care of every slice of pineapple for the following hour and we ate a delicious Canadian Bacon pie for dinner. Miles announced that he was both "messy" and "greasy."
And if I had brought my phone I would've gotten the message from a fellow employee alerting me to the interstate shutdown.
The start of a great weekend.